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His ready smile a parent's warmth exprest, Their welfare pleas’d him, and their cares

distrest; To them his heart, his love, his griefs were

given, But all his serious thoughts had reft in

heaven. As some tall cliff that lifts its awful form, Swells from the vale, and midway leaves the

storm. Though round its breast the rolling clouds

are spread, Eternal sunshine settles on its head.


The Hare and


Friends. FRIENDSHIP, like love, is but a name, Unless to one you stint the flame. The child, who many fathers share, Hath feldom known a father's care. 'Tis thus in friendship ; who depend On many, rarely find a friend.

A Hare,

A Hare, who in a civil way
Comply'd with ev'ry thing, like Gay,
Was known by all the bestial train
Who haunt the wood, or graze the plain.
Her care was, never to offend,
And ev'ry creature was her friend.

As forth she went at early dawn, To taste the dew-besprinkled lawn, Belind she hears the hunter's cries, And from the deep-inouth'd thunder flies ; She starts, she stops, she pants for breath ; She hears the near advance of death; She doubles to mislead the hound, And measures back her mazy round; 'Till, fainting in the public way, Half-dead with fear, she gasping lay.

What transport in her bosoin grew, When first the Horse appear'd in view !

Let me, says she, your back ascend,
And owe my fafcty to a friend.
You know my feet betray my flight;
To friendship ev'ry burthen's light.



The Horse reply'd ; poor honest Puls, It grieves my heart to see thee thus, Be comforted, relief is near ; For all your friends are in the rear.

She next the stately Bull implor'd ;
And thus repty'd the mighty lord :
Since ev'ry beast alive can tell
That I sincerely wish you well,
I may, without offence, pretend
To take the freedom of friend.
Love calls me hence; a fav’rite cow
Expects me near yon barley-mow;
And when a lady's in the case,
You know all other things give place.
To leave you thus might seem unkind
But fee, the Goat is just behind.

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The Goat remark'd her pulse was high,
Her languid head, her heavy eye ;
My back, says he, may


j The Sheep's at hand, and wool is warm.

The Sheep was feeble, and complain'd His Gdes a load of wool sustain'd :


Said he was flow, confessd his fcars ;
For hounds eat Sheep, as well as Hares.

She now the trotting Calf address'd, To save from death a friend distress'd.

Shall I, says he, of tender age, In this important care engage ? Older and abler pass'd you by ; - How strong are those ! how wcak am I ! Should I presume to bear you hence, Those friends of mine may take offence. Excuse me, then. You know my heart, But dearest friends, alas ! must part. How shall we all lament ! Adieu, For see the Hounds are just in view,

Adam and Eve's Morning Hymn. THESE are thy glorious works, Parent

of good, Almighty, thine this universal frame,



Thus wond'rous fair ; thyself how wond

rous then ! Unspeakable, avho fitt'st above these Hea


To us in visible, or dimly seen
In these thy lowest works; yet these declare
Thy goodness beyond thought, and pow'r

divine Speak ye who best can tell, ye fons of light, Angels ; for


behold him, and with songs And choral iymphonies, day without night, Circle his throne rejoicing ; ye in Heaven, On Earth, join all ye creatures to extol Him first, him laft, him midst, and without

end. Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smil

ing morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy

sphere, While day arises, that sweet nour of prime. Thou Sul, of this great world both eye and foul,


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